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Most of them don't, anyway.

They draw pictures of us with halos, way up high in the sky, sitting on puffy

white clouds, playing our harps in a perpetual state of joy and contentment.

I even saw an advertisement with angels wearing nothing but wings and ladies'

underwear, looking free as you please.

But it's not like that at all.

It's terribly demanding work. It is.

Did he mention that?

No.

Well, it is quite demanding.

Rewarding, of course.

Very rewarding when a soul connects with its creator and you know you've had

something to do with it.

But it's a whole new millennium.

Times are changing, you know.

I wouldn't know.

That's right.

I forgot you were only born yesterday.

God is creating something at this very moment.

Hello.

My name is Monica.

What's your name?

I don't know.

I want to go back.

Back home So do I all the time

But you stay here Yeah Why?

Because he asked me to Because I'm an angel because

Because he loves them

When you walk down the road,

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They get up every day.

And start all over again.

They go to work. They raise their children.

They laugh and cry and sleep and dream.

And most of them never ever imagine that we're right here with them.

Human beings are awfully fuzzy, aren't they?

How many fingers am I holding up?

You know, while we're here, we should get you something else to wear.

Because we usually like to reserve the formal angel attire for really special

occasions such as...

Well, here we go.

Let's see.

Five.

Hmm.

Maybe not.

Four

and

a half.

I'm sorry, that box is for donations only. The glasses aren't for sale.

Oh, dear. Well, maybe you could make an exception.

Oh, well, I'd like to. I really would, but... It's just that it's her first day

of work, and she really wants to make a good impression.

So the two of you work together?

Yeah, sort of.

What do you do?

We're angels.

It's a long story.

Well, I wish I could hear it.

Well, I wish I could tell it to you.

But you have to get to work.

Right.

Well, I'll tell you what. I can't sell you the glasses.

But I can give them to you.

Well, that's what they were donated for, right? To give to someone in need.

Yes.

Thank you very much, Mr... Mike.

Mike Rice.

I'm Monica, and this is... We don't know my name yet.

It's a long story, right?

Right.

Well, Monica, is there anything else I can do for you?

Well, actually, um... Could I interest you in a

trade?

Thank you, Mike. You've been very kind.

It's my pleasure. Happy to help.

Listen,

Monica, I don't mean to sound forward or anything, but if you ever feel like

having dinner or lunch or something... Thank you, but I can't.

Yeah. Yeah. I figured you're already attached, huh?

Yes. Something like that.

But if I weren't, I think I would really like to have had dinner with you.

Goodbye.

Bye.

Water.

Filtered under pressure through the grounds of Nicaraguan cotton beans.

Yeah, but how does it taste?

It tastes like water.

Filtered under pressure through the grounds of Nicaraguan coffee beans?

Do you like it?

Well, coffees grown on the eastern slopes of South American mountain ranges

tend to be less acidic than those cultivated in more arid regions.

How do you know that?

When I was changing my clothes and you went to go find me a jacket.

Yes?

I read the Encyclopedia Britannica.

I can fix that.

You can?

Yes, it's a relatively simple procedure.

Okay, but we can't talk. My mom says I can't talk to strangers.

That's a very good policy.

Where is your mommy?

She's over there.

See that man?

He's going to put down that newspaper and my mommy is going to pick it up and

look for a job in it.

We're here every day. We look for jobs.

Then we go in there.

We call on the pay phone and go on interviews.

I always have to sit in the lobby and be really quiet.

Why don't you sit at your home where you reside?

We don't have a home. That's why we need a job.

So can you really fix this?

Yes.

Hey, stop!

Too much.

Don't go too far.

Here I am, wondering how you're going to drink all that coffee.

They're not all for me.

Do you know what has happened?

Yes, I do.

Do you know her name?

She doesn't have one yet.

But she'll know when the time is right.

Huh. Well, that would be very helpful.

This has all been something of a surprise, you know.

So you're surprised.

Well, how do you think she feels?

One minute you're not, the next minute you are.

And then some angel named Monica is trying to get you to drink a gallon of

coffee. That's my point exactly, Tess. Everything is happening so quickly.

The father knows that.

That's why he created her.

Human technology keeps speeding up.

But the human heart keeps beating at the same pace it always did.

So their hearts get left behind.

And God wants them to slow down.

He wants them to find a balance.

That's why he's created an angel for the 21st century.

Her mind is like a computer. She learns fast and she remembers everything she

learns.

But she has no history.

She has no experience of the past.

She has no sense of human condition.

That's why she needs help from an angel.

That has a few thousand years under her belt.

No.

No, Tess, not me.

Yes, you. Why do you think I'm telling you this?

It's a perfect match.

Nobody has a heart like you, Angel Girl.

And little Miss Thamabob over there, her brain is so quick.

She has no idea how to use the heart she has.

What is her name?

I'm Natalie.

What's your name? I don't have a name yet. Why not?

Because I'm an angel.

Then I know what your name is.

It's in that song.

Angels we have heard on high speed, they sing in all the planes, and the

mountains and the sky echo in their joyous wings.

Gloria.

See? Gloria.

You're an angel. That's your name.

Let's go, honey. Come on. We've got to make some calls.

Okay.

There. Now when you fly, it will stay out of your eyes.

Goodbye, Gloria.

Goodbye.

Hello. I'm Gloria.

Yes, you are, baby.

Oh, no. It's not baby. It's Gloria.

Gloria.

What a beautiful name.

The little girl knew it.

Well, Gloria, this is Tess. She's my supervisor.

And the father has an assignment for you, Gloria.

Oh, I should probably tell you, I consider myself unprepared to deal with

subjects on a personal level. I couldn't agree with you more.

That's why the father wants you to stay with Monica and see how she does her

assignments. And by the way, your first assignment is Madeline.

She says she needs a new home, so you stay with her until she finds one.

Oh, look, there's Andrew.

Oh, is Andrew also an angel?

Yes, he's an angel of death.

Death, the cessation of earthly existence, the transitional period often

mistaken by human beings to be the end of all things, but which is ultimately a

change in matter and form.

Does Andrew assist in the transition?

Yes.

How many angels of death does it take?

What do you mean?

Oh, no, Tess, not that.

The explosion must have been 2 .5 tons.

And there were two, did you notice?

Two separate explosions, which means there were two bombs, one time to go off

right after the other.

I wonder, I don't think it was dynamite.

What are you talking about?

Who cares how many bombs there were?

Look at this.

Don't you feel anything?

What do you want me to feel? Am I supposed to feel what you're feeling? Is

what an angel does?

Caroline!

Caroline!

I don't know what an angel does anymore.

Watch what you're saying, Miss Waynes.

No, Tess.

Why should I teach her to use her heart if it's only going to get broken?

No one has a heart like me, right?

No one should have one either.

And better that she never learned how to use hers.

I wish I'd never learned how to use mine.

Baby, don't go. We need you.

I can't help them anymore, Tess.

I don't know how.

No, you stay right here. Don't you move.

I'm supposed to stay with Monica. Not right now. You stay right here and don't

you move.

Your assignment is still that little girl.

I've got an idea.

Considering the likely trajectory of the dog, while allowing for the probability

of interference with other degree at the time of the explosion, and assuming she

had the dog in her possession at the time.

I've got the child positioned seven meters from the main entrance, which

put her right about there.

Hello?

How is she doing?

She's unconscious.

Why don't you hold her hand?

She's unconscious.

The spirit knows.

I've brought you a pad and a pen.

You're going to see a lot of things here.

I know you'll have a lot of questions. Just write them down.

Just write it down, darling.

Just write it down.

You

were

there.

You were born in love.

It's not the same here.

That's because where you came from, little angel, there is no death.

But down here, death is everywhere.

And you will never understand love on earth until you understand death.

I got to go. I got a lot to do.

Try singing to her.

To the desert.

Come on, I'll give you a lift.

No, thank you.

Come on, Monica, you're tired.

You know you want to.

That's what you're here for.

From the moment I was created, I have spent my entire existence avoiding you.

Why should I ride with you now?

Because it's time.

And you know it.

I suppose I do.

Do you mind if I turn on the radio?

Refusing to comment on the details of the blast, confirming only that there

originally three separate bombs set to detonate within seconds.

If there's anything to be grateful for in this tragedy, it's that by some

miracle, the third bomb, which would have taken perhaps 100 additional lives,

failed to discharge.

The FBI has expanded its search for suspected bomber Arthur.

Tragedy two, miracles one.

Have you noticed?

It takes twice as many miracles to get their attention.

I mean, think of all the buildings that don't explode every day.

Nobody realizes the work that goes into that.

No wonder an angel gets discouraged, huh?

I am discouraged because people like Arthur, whatever his name is, are so

deluded.

Dear Arthur, he's holding a gun to his head this very moment in a barn in Iowa,

rereading his farewell manifesto, declaring himself a martyr, convinced

of his intellectual and ideological superiority.

Are you proud of yourself?

Yes.

Of course I am.

A man should take pride in his work.

You are not a man.

Well, I am today.

You like the suit?

This was a mistake.

Let me out.

Nice day for a walk.

Planning to go the whole 40 days or 40 nights, or can we speed this up a

It's over.

Drive away.

I can't do that.

It's just too, uh... well...

tempting.

I got an angel on the brink, ready to fall.

I have no intention of falling.

You walked away, Monica.

You turned your back on God. I turned my back on humanity.

No such thing.

Humans, yes.

Humanity, no.

I need to think things over alone.

Funny.

That's what Arthur said.

40 years is a long time.

Let me tell you, it's no bed of roses.

You pay your taxes, you pay your bills, you pay through the nose just to keep up

with the Joneses.

And nobody pays attention.

But there are compensations.

That's good?

Of course good.

You come home one night, you sit in your Lazy Boy,

You look into the kitchen and see this wonderful woman in her apron, on the

phone with her meshugan assistant.

And you remember the day you met.

She walks into the store, asks me, do I have a pair of white satin pumps?

And I say, nobody wears white after Labor Day.

And she says...

I wear whatever I damn well please.

Right then and there I knew she was the woman for me.

What kind of

animal could do this?

Hello?

Is she conscious again?

Yes.

Can you talk?

Try to keep her awake.

Stay awake, please.

Tell a story or something.

I don't know any stories.

Well, use your imagination.

I don't have one.

What? You say once upon a time and you go from there.

I'll go get the nurse.

Once upon a time, there was a man who wore white

after Labor Day. And he lived in a

bed of roses with his mishugana sister

and a lazy boy.

Why can't I feel you with me?

What has happened to my heart?

I don't understand.

I don't understand. I just don't understand anymore.

I remember the days, Monica, when you...

Walked through the desert, unshod, unafraid.

An angel of God.

Confident of your divine mission.

Little white dove tagging along to prove it.

I told you, I wanted to be alone.

And you know I can't make you do anything you don't want to do.

This is a unique opportunity, actually. Here you are with my full and complete

attention. Think of it as research. Get to know me. Pick my brain.

We don't have to be friends or we don't have to be enemies.

You are the enemy.

I'm not the enemy.

I'm the alternative.

That's what you're looking for, isn't it?

You can work for me.

There are options.

Thousands of them.

Work for me.

I don't suppose you would.

You don't have to break your heart working for him, you know.

Yes, I know how much it hurts.

I am not all bad, you know. I have been there, too.

I remember.

It's not such a long way down from the top, you know. It only hurts for a

second, and you forget.

I don't want to forget.

Then what are you here for?

Because I am hurting.

Because as much as God loves them, they hate each other.

Oh, they say the words, and they write the books and the songs about love, and

they make the vows of love, but they don't love.

And you do.

And you could be a better human, a better lover.

Yes. No.

Is that what you want?

I don't know.

Maybe. Maybe.

Well, then you owe it to yourself to find out, don't you think?

I don't know.

I'll take that as a yes.

You know what I was thinking?

Maybe we should go down to the nursery and pick up something to plant right up

along that fence line.

What about lilac bushes?

I love the smell of lilacs.

I don't bloom very long.

There's something beautiful in that.

Quiet dignity in a life that accepts the nature of things more gracefully than

we poor humans do.

I married a little Irish poet.

Must be something, huh?

To carry a life inside you.

No angel can do that.

I always imagined what it would feel like to be a mother.

Nobody loves you like a child does.

Sure, they can disappoint you, but that's life.

Don't go too far, Ted.

It's almost dinner time.

Okay, Mommy.

I

know

where I am, you know. I do, I do. I know who you are.

I know who I am.

Perhaps I have lost my way. Perhaps... Perhaps my faith has been shaken, but I

am still an angel.

I am still his.

And where is he?

Where he's always been.

He didn't walk away. I did.

But I'm going back, and I will find him again.

Where? At Madeline's grave?

Year after year, century after century, Monica, you watch the suffering and the

sorrow. All you can do is stand by, utter the words that sound more hollow

time you say them.

God loves you.

He does. Why does he allow such suffering?

Because there's free will.

Why is there free will? Because if there was no free will, there would be no

choice to love. Yes, exactly.

You have that choice, too.

Why would I give up an eternity in heaven for a few short years among the

ones who break my heart every single day?

You don't understand why humans do the terrible things they do because you've

never lived with the passion they feel.

It's a passion for life.

Angels can never have.

It could be your life, Monica, and it's a pretty good one if you think about it.

Short, but it's not the point.

Life is dearer.

Love is deeper.

Lilac smells sweeter because there are only so many springs in a lifetime.

Look, I know.

I'm the last guy you would normally listen to.

But I've been there.

I know what I'm talking about, Monica.

How long can you go on like this?

Breaking your heart over and over again.

Lost between heaven and earth.

You must be so lonely.

Sometimes.

Sometimes I am.

Take your time.

Think about it.

Really.

Go for a walk.

When you're ready, just find yourself a nice high place.

And when you look down, I'll be there, ready to catch you.

It's okay.

I know you need to be alone

No one here to guide you.

Now you're on your own.

Only me beside you.

Still you're not alone.

No one is alone.

Truly no one is alone.

Sometimes people leave you.

Halfway through the wood Others may deceive you

You decide what's good You decide alone

But no one is alone People make

mistakes Fathers, mothers People make mistakes

Holding to their own

thinking they're alone.

Honor their mistakes, everybody makes one another's terrible

mistakes.

Witches can be right.

Giants can be good.

You decide what's right.

You decide what's good.

Just remember.

Someone is on your side.

Our side. Someone else is not.

While you're seeing your side.

Maybe you forgot.

You are not alone, you are not alone, you are not alone. No one is alone, no

is alone.

Heart, see the light now, light now, light now, light now. Just don't let it

just don't let it go, just don't let it go. Things will work out. Right now,

right now, right now, right now. Ask me how I know.

Once upon a time...

Oh,

Father, why have you forsaken me?

I love this man of mine.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Please forgive me. Please.

Please, Father.

I want to come home.

You remember our assignment, Gloria?

Stay with Madeline until she finds a home. And I've been searching through

magazines. I think I found her a nice one.

Something curious occurred while in your absence.

I was to tell Madeline a story to keep her awake, but lacking any imagination,

believe I put her to sleep instead.

I'd like to improve on that.

Gloria, imagination is a wonderful thing, but in our business, truth is

I'm going to teach you how to share that right now.

Mommy, they're better than angels sometimes, huh?

Did she die?

Yes, sweetheart, she did.

She's in heaven now with God.

What's going to happen to me?

Well, there's an angel named Andrew.

And he took your mommy to heaven.

And he's going to come in here very soon.

And take you to meet your mommy.

Can Gloria take me?

No.

She's still learning.

But she's my friend.

I know.

Gloria will stay with you and tell you a story.

Until it's time to go home.

Okay?

Just tell her the truth A

tear but I'll tell you all about that

later

Once

upon a time

There was a brand new angel named Gloria who

came to Earth and she didn't know anybody at all.

And then one day...

Would you like coffee?

Please, that would be nice. Yeah, can I get you something?

Okay.

How are you feeling?

Can you get any nausea, any dizziness, any dent up to your back, something?

He got married.

My Christ, God loves you.

Ho ho ho ho ho!